The black tiger burst out with a shrill scream, and its huge body floated in the air like weightless feathers.
At the moment when the long feather point between Balian's fingers touched the center of his brow, a seal appeared in the black tiger's heart and disappeared in a flash. Then, in the formless void, several chains burning with black and golden flames appeared out of thin air.
They are clearly intertwined in the limbs of this black tiger.
At first glance, it seems that Bailian, a piece of cold feather, has used a special confinement method to control the black tiger's actions.
However, after careful inspection, one can find that the chains that are densely shuttled like rain lines are forced out from the golden platform mark in its body and heart.
Seeing this scene, the Demon God's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and his expression became extra solemn as never before, but he did not say anything to stop Bailian's behavior.
I saw the black tiger struggling miserably in mid-air, terrifying black blood constantly pouring out of its seven orifices, and the long feather that Bailian pointed in the center of its eyebrows was submerged inch by inch, like ice flakes disappearing into the water.
Every inch it sank in seemed to shatter its body and reunite it, causing it great pain.
But at the same time, the chains derived from the black tiger's body were also shattered into particles like stars and iron flowers with the fire splashing and dazzling.
As the feathers between Balian's fingers disappeared completely into its eyebrows, all the chains on the black tiger's body were severed.
The terrifying power of control in the void suddenly disappeared.
The golden turbidity in the eyes of the black tiger faded away like water washing away mud and dust to an unprecedented clear and clear state. Its huge body fell from mid-air and fell to the ground with two whimpering sounds. Its limbs were limp, as if all the bones in its body had been crushed.
It was like a huge force crushing it to pieces, showing a terrifying feeling of collapse and softness.
It seemed to be in great pain, but when the giant round tiger eyes turned and raised, there was no resentment in the eyes looking at Balian, and the limbs were sliding feebly on the ground, as if
I want to work hard to move closer to Balian.
Balian took the initiative to squat down, stretched out his palm, and gently stroked its huge tiger head.
The black tiger whimpered even more pitifully, its huge tiger head arched and arched in Balian's palm, its palm-sized nose kept twitching to sniff the scent of the Blood Feather River remaining in Balian's palm, its posture was particularly close.
It is very similar to the original body, but it looks completely different.
Balian has been fond of furry animals since he was a child. Even though the animals are very large, his love for them has not diminished at all.
He squatted on the ground, teasing and stroking gently. From the five fingers of his palm, a faint light blue halo emanated softly, covering the giant tiger's body.
Under this water healing technique, Black Tiger only felt the severe pain and burning sensation caused by the broken bones, being slowly soothed and calmed down by a kind and cool force.
Its limbs gradually gained strength, it grinned and showed its fangs, and said "meow, meow" twice. It turned its huge body over like a carp, revealing its black and white tiger-spotted belly hair, signaling to Balian that he could enjoy it as much as he wanted.
Fuck it.
Balian chuckled twice and did not follow its wishes. He retracted his palm, patted its big head, and said: "Okay, such a big man has the nerve to act like a baby here. You are so injured that it is difficult to heal.
But fortunately, Kunlun Mountain is full of spiritual energy, which is suitable for the demon clan to practice and heal their wounds, why don’t you just stay there for a while?”
At this time, the demon god suddenly said: "Aren't you going to form a contract with it?"
Balian turned around, looked at the demon god, and asked doubtfully: "What kind of contract?"
The demon god regained his human body at some point, and stood silently behind Balian, looking dimly at the big tiger rolling over with its belly exposed.
For some reason, seeing it look like this, Lord Demon God frowned deeply. He glanced at Balian with a disgusted expression, as if ashamed of his hypocrisy, and said impatiently:
"The tiger exposes its soft belly and allows you to touch it, which means that it has regarded you as its master. It has already behaved like this, why are you still dawdling? Luo Yiyin deeded him as a demon slave. Isn't this exactly your purpose?
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He did not deny that this boy was really capable, and was able to erase the golden seal of the Emperor Immortal that Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan had placed on the demon clan without the monster recognizing its master.
But he didn't think that Baili'an had nothing else to do by wasting such great strength and erasing the Golden Seal of the Emperor.
Balian sighed softly, and looked at the demon god with a resentful look: "But please spare me, the golden energy in this guy's body is gone. Now that he has regained his consciousness, his spiritual consciousness will also change with time.
Repair it gradually and let it stay in your cave for a while. It won't be long before it looks no different from the fairies in the mountains.
The empress is not intolerant, as long as she doesn't point it out, why are you worried that it won't have a place to live? Besides, I already have a tiger in my umbrella, why would I accept so many demon pets?"
Here, although the Yin Spirit Ghost Tiger regards Bailian as his master and his loyalty is evident, Bailian will not put any slave seal on it no matter how hard it is.
If you are willing to follow, why do you need this kind of cage and chain method?
Moreover, the monster clan is close to the aura of the Blood Feather River. Not to mention that he took the initiative to place the seal, these monsters will probably take the initiative to get close to him.
Balian doesn't want to bring a huge group of monsters with him wherever he goes in the future.
Once he gets this started, other monsters will be fine.
Seeing that the look of disdain for troublesome things in Balian's eyes didn't seem to be fake, the demon god was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't understand, and asked doubtfully: "So, what is the purpose of what you are doing now?"
Balian frowned and said, "I came here to retreat and solve my troubles."
He is not a saint, nor does he refuse to plant a spiritual contract for the sake of so-called righteousness.
After all, he also entrusted monsters to Shen Jibai, Lin Xi and others.
It's just that these are based on their willingness.
The corner of the Demon God's mouth twitched, and he said in disbelief: "Do you think they are all trouble?! Do you know that if you use the purification power of Hanyu Pond to make them recognize you as the master one by one, this means that you will
With a demon clan that is as powerful as the Kunlun Mountains, that is the power of an entire clan! You can use this as a foundation, and over time, even the immortal world will have to face you!"
Bai Lian laughed and said: "What do I want others to take seriously? Kunlun Mountain is so beautiful now, but so what? I have been shackled by a fairy to clear my name. For hundreds of thousands of years, I have been constrained by the fairy world everywhere, and there are also How can you be happy?
If I really like to do this, why bother? The demon god has forgotten that I am a corpse demon king. If I want to create a clan, I don't need to rely on the power of the evil demon clan. I just meet people in the human world. When you meet a powerful practitioner, you will make a promise without saying a word.
The power of the blood contract of my corpse demon clan is the most stable force among the six realms for eternity. It is much more reliable than this demon contract that can easily backfire on my own destiny, so why should I sacrifice the near and seek the far away to plot these things?"
(PS: I have something to go out today and discuss some work issues related to joining the Writers Association. I talked with the boss all afternoon. Beibei doesn’t want to ask for leave, so I’d better update a small chapter first.)